AA is careful not to own anything and they don’t own these sites. AA is also careful not to consecrate or hold places or objects as holy, and I’m grateful for that. I won’t do it either.
But there is power in a place.
I have a few qualms with the way the Wilson house is decorated and some of the sayings and verses and things around, but I’m mostly grateful it was saved from ruin and very grateful I was able to visit.
I thought about these people as ordinary people. There is the room where Bill was born (his poor mother), and the yard where he made his boomerang. All these events had to happen the way they did in order for me to be here and whole at the age of 51. I cannot help but feel lucky and grateful and some kind of power.
The Wilson house has a video about its history, and part of it says that people come there to thank God for working through Bill to save them. So I will do that as well. Thank you, God, for working through Bill to save me.
I really don’t know if Bill exists in some other dimension and has knowledge of me, or us, or what he did, but it’s nice to think that he might.